Short Engendered Poems
Short Engendered Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Engendered by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Engendered by length and keyword.
Though not meant to offend,
I simply won’t pretend
you are the Adam’s apple
of my eye.
That stubble and those hands
may pass on OnlyFans,
but quick’s the brain to grapple:
that’s a guy.
Categories:
engendered, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
In Memorium
Day 4:
TODAY
Today we remember
The man who engendered
All to this encounter
Today this city state
Feels deep loss to sure fate
May you find yonder gate
Today gratitude shows
In simple hearts that know
A fond tact in sure flow
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
26 March 2015
Singapore
Categories:
engendered, bereavement,
Form:
Rhyme
In a world filled with losses and gains,
One need to assess both realities.
Most resently, I have considered both when
I saw them wrapped in the words, grief and gratitude.
One word dealt pain and the other released a touch of heaing.
The two words are worlds apart, yet they engendered
Similar emotions in that they make me cry.
Categories:
engendered, grief,
Form:
Free verse
I have lived and I have loved
and it was love, indeed,
that gave me life.
is love that has lifted me
far beyond the earth's
endless sky.
was love that engendered
an occasional cry-
(a saddened sigh.)
Blue heron hungers for his mate
ardently awaiting her return
Love has many hazards-
heaps of twist and turns;
yet without love
there is no life at all
Categories:
engendered, life, love,
Form:
Free verse
When there is uncontrolled reason
Seeing what is here or not there
Temperaments engaged complete
Engendered by forces cognizant
Relevant, larger than life, being
There is nothing larger than life
Enlightenment terminates in the end
Rendered forth for one more season
To acknowledge what is and what is not
It is fare to say something is out there
And if it isn't there is light somewhere
Categories:
engendered, appreciation, beauty, creation, identity, innocence, philosophy, visionary,
Form:
Free verse
One last day to suffer,
as silence endures
One new day engendered,
to motion toward
A musical seamstress,
to stitch me back whole
A lyrical consort,
inscribed to behold
Each word as my seed,
laying fertile the plain
Each phrase lost and orphaned,
my spirit reclaims
That breath once bespoken,
new hope to set free
That voice reawakened
—whose soul unto thee
(The Book Of Prayers: April, 2020)
Categories:
engendered, muse, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
One last day to suffer,
as silence endures
One new day engendered,
to motion toward
A musical seamstress,
to stitch me back whole
A lyrical consort,
inscribed to behold
Each word as my seed,
to lay fertile the plain
Each phrase lost and orphaned,
my spirit reclaims
That breath once bespoken,
new hope to set free
That voice reawakened
—whose soul unto thee
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2020)
Categories:
engendered, voice,
Form:
Rhyme
What if our reasoned language
can’t provide any answers
—what if time isn’t real
What if the thoughts that we have
are embedded distractions
—what if reflection conceals
What if the feelings engendered
are like puppeteers strings
—what if truth doesn’t dance
What if the past and tomorrow
are death to the moment
—what if it’s all just a trance
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)
Categories:
engendered, freedom,
Form:
Rhyme
Needless of your seduction I have fallen;
Deep in the ocean of love; I awaken.
Do you know this feeling you have arisen?
Coming forth like a caterpillar from its cocoon
Such, is my sweet sorrow story,
Told even by the cowry,
Engendered by love’s mystery;
Played to the gallery of misery
How I wished this was not a phantom
Already, it would have blossom
Never to be obstructed by the storm
Yes! I would cherish it to doom
Categories:
engendered, beauty, fantasy, girlfriend, love, youth,
Form:
ABC
trust in love, and always
listen to the beat of our wings
in the free wind.
love is not weak, nor like
uncast iron.
look not to blood nor muscle
for the secret of its strength.
love is not so easily surrendered.
love is not so easily discovered.
love is not so easily engendered.
love is not so easily uncovered.
@
written 41 years ago; what did I know of love back then? anyway, thought I'd still post it because, well, just because, that's all.
Categories:
engendered, love,
Form:
Free verse
blame the stars maybe
there is no preparation for this
we were the result of something like hate
that generated us who are love
we don't forget, father
we don't forget you wasn't human
maybe engendered without love
in the wrong month of a bad year
I said no love
always reeling from the bar
until being hated
but neither was our hatred a human thing
it was also inhuman hatred
what our unlove did...
now agonize in Paradise Asylum
blaming the stars, maybe.
Categories:
engendered, father, hate, love,
Form:
Free verse